Total Drama Mega Island

by Dunsparce519

A collab with LaCuevademisgustos. A grand total of 100 contestants are duking it out on Camp Wawanakwa for a chance to win one...million...dollars! Who will be the last one standing? Find out on Total...Drama...Mega Island!

32. If You Can't Take The Heat

"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "SOMEONE who I'm not naming decided to hold your lustrous host hostage, so the interns took over the challenge." The scene flashed back to Yulisa's mutiny, then to the interns hunting down the campers. "Our teams had to put their evasion skills to the test," Chris continued, "Where they became the interns' prey." The scene flashed back to Echo swinging Bryan around to take the shot. "There were fun eliminations..." The scene changed to Geoff taking the shot for Bridgette. "Sad eliminations..." The scene changed to Nikki and Rodney getting hit. "Stupid eliminations..." The scene changed to Lucas and Max falling into the toilet after getting hit. "And painful ones."

...

The scene changed to Bowie speaking with the villains. "Behind the scenes," Chris continued, "Bowie organized almost all the evildoer contestants to form a massive Villains' Alliance, a plan that's seemingly good, but call me crazy if a plan involving Luna doesn't sound like a good one." The scene changed to Sky speaking with Rodney, then with Shane. "Sky learned the truth about her sister's elimination and forgave Shane." The scene changed to Shane talking with Ella, then to him crying in the confessional. "Who then got his heart broken when he learned that Ella has a crush on the knight. Ouch."

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The scene changed to Luna talking with Beth. "Luna used her weird stuff to hypnotize Beth to do her dirty work," Chris continued. The scene changed to Trent getting a cloth over his mouth, then to him attacking Rose. "Who did something to Trent so he ended up trying to bite off Rose's leg...literally." The scene changed to Beth's elimination. "Beth was duped and sent home via incrimination, along with that pest of an intern." The scene changed to Keith wrestling Fen-Ryu then to him hugging Barry. "Oh, yeah, and there was something about Keith caring for that chupacabra and wrestling with the tiger dude. No idea what exactly happened, but it was cool! The wrestling part, that is."

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The scene returned to Chris on the dock. "The Gophers are still the underdogs," he narrated. "Can they bounce back, or is their goose finally cooked? Find out tonight on Total...Drama...Island!"

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It was the next evening. On the Gopher porch, Carly was writing in her notebook when she saw Trent and Rose sit next to her. "Still trying to figure out the sabotage stuff?" Rose guessed.

"You told her about that, too?" Trent asked.

"I trust her regarding that," Carly explained. "And besides, if the saboteur was behind Beth going home, it means Rose couldn't be behind it. Like you and Elias."

"I believe Heather is behind this sabotage stuff," Rose grumbled. "She's the only one wicked enough to pull it off."

"Hmm, I'm not entirely sure. She doesn't seem like the type to sabotage herself. I still have her on the suspect list, though." Carly let out a yawn. "I'm gonna grab some food before I think anymore," she decided as she got up. "Wanna join me?"

"I'm gonna go for a swim with the other dudes on the dock," Trent told them. "I'll catch you in a bit. Rose?"

"I'm staying here," Rose sighed. "If I find anything out, you'll be the first to know." The trio parted ways. "Still think it's Heather," Rose muttered.

"Hello, Rose," Bryan greeted as he opened the window. "Is everything okay? You sound distressed."

"It's just Heather. She's acting all mean and I wish I could do something about it."

"Well, this is just a suggestion, but maybe you should keep a closer eye on Heather."

"You mean, like, follow her?"

"If you can learn Heather's next move, you can prevent what happened to Beth happening to the rest of the Gophers."

"Yeah, you're right! I'll get a pen and some paper." Rose rushed into the girls' side of the Gopher cabin. "Another piece into place," Bryan muttered with a sneaky expression.

Back at the Frog cabin, Scarlett was reading a book when she noticed Sierra and Cameron looking at her, making her gasp. "A little warning next time," Scarlett advised as she set down the book. "I assume you have an answer to my offer."

"I actually talked with your fellow partner Cameron," Sierra informed her. "I'll join you, but you have to stop your sneaky tricks, like with the sleeping ring."

"Sierra, I have no intention of sneakiness. I actually discuss my ideas with my allies."

"She is pretty clear regarding any plans she has," Cameron pointed out. "Still, can you at least try to have some honest gameplay?"

"Hmm, I will consider it," Scarlett replied. She then started to prepare her bed. "Going to bed already?" Sierra asked. "It's only 8 o'clock."

"Someone requested a private conversation with me first thing tomorrow morning," Scarlett told her. "After that, I plan to test the pH level in the lake to see if it is adequate for future aquatics."

"She's saying she wants to see if the water's okay for swimming," Cameron translated to a puzzled Sierra. "But who's this person you're meeting with?"

"They requested to keep their anonymity regarding their identity. I'm afraid I cannot break that."

Confessional: Cameron (Frogs of Death)

"Scarlett feels like this enigma wrapped in riddles before getting covered with a hard sudoku puzzle...and I really want to be the one to solve it!"

End Confessional

Later that night, Bowie was walking around the dock. "Ah, yes," he sighed, "Nothing like the tranquility of the view of the lake to-" He screamed when he saw a large figure wash up. "Oh, sorry, Bowie," Millie apologized. "Me, Sam and Priya were doing some night swimming."

"Night swimming?" Bowie inquired. "But isn't the water super-cold at this hour?"

"Y-y-you have n-n-no idea," Sam shivered as he floated past.

"One should be ready to swim in any material," Priya declared, "And at any temperature. We're gonna be practicing here the rest of the night and tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning?" Bowie realized. "Uh, fine, then. Enjoy the hypothermia." He walked off. "Looks like that idea worked pretty well," Millie whispered to Priya.

"Come on, guys!" Priya rallied. "We still have a night and morning of swimming to do!" She swam off. "Yeah," Sam moaned to Millie, "A little too well."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Looks like the Villain Alliance needs a change of venue for the second meeting. I can make it work. Keeps the secrecy up if they can't track us down. But where do we go on such short notice?"

End Confessional

Early the next morning, most of the Villain Alliance were sitting inside the bear cave. "Why are we in this miserable dump?" Valerie complained.

"Priya, Millie and Sam took over the dock," Bowie explained. "This was the best place I could find on such short notice." Up in a distant tree, Rose was watching the group through a pair of binoculars. "What are you planning, Heather?" she quietly thought.

"Um, aren't we missing a few people?" Samey noted. The group then saw Keith walk over with Barry on a leash. "You brought that disgusting mutt with you?" Heather scoffed.

"Call Barry a mutt again and I'll bust out one of your teeth," Keith threatened.

"Ladies, gentlemen, enough with the fighting," Alejandro advised. "We must cooperate if this alliance is to work."

"Kinda hard to do when a Gopher villain is still missing," Jo pointed out.

"I've gotta write this down," Rose noted as she scribbled in her notebook. However, she was suddenly gagged by a cloth before passing out, making her fall to the ground. A figure jumped down from the branch before walking over to Rose. She picked up the notebook and ripped out the marked pages before putting it back. "Sweet dreams, squirrel scout," she cackled before walking away.

"How much longer are we going to wait on Echo?" Scarlett inquired. "I have plans, you know."

"Sorry I'm late," Echo panted as she skid to a stop. "I overslept."

"What matters is that you've arrived," Alejandro said. "Now, what is our next course of action for the alliance?"

"Why not a progress update?" Scarlett thought. "Sierra has agreed to an alliance with me."

"Good one!" Sugar congratulated as she gave her a hard pat on the back. "But that ain't nothing to what I did. I got Sky at Shane's throat just like that."

"Shane was my ally!" Valerie angrily pointed out. "You're going to sabotage all my hard work on him!" Samey struggled to keep Valerie and Sugar apart. "Well, I'm just glad I finally got that little brace-face out of my hair," Heather commented.

"I wouldn't put yourself in the clear just yet," Alejandro reminded her.

"You mean with Heather being enemy number one on her own team?" Julia taunted.

"You're not exactly Mother Teresa either," Valerie remarked.

"It's not just that," Alejandro continued. "I'm guessing Beth's elimination wasn't unanimous. She must've had some who defended her, perhaps more vocally than usual."

"Who would defend someone who would shoot her own teammates?" Samey inquired.

"Even Lacey defended Heather over Beth," Echo spoke up. "I still can't believe Beth shot at us Gophers."

"Leshawna and Rose must've been out of their minds," Max scoffed.

"And Rose did spend a bit of time with Beth alone," Alejandro noted. "She most likely caused her to rebel. If Rose could do that to Beth, she could possibly do it to Lindsay, as well."

"So you recommend targeting Rose next?" Scarlett reasoned. "I can understand that. She can easily adapt and is a fairly big social threat."

"But how exactly do you plan on getting every Gopher against Squirrel Scout instead of this wasp?" Jo demanded while pointing to Heather.

"Patience, my friend," Alejandro assured them. "She doesn't know it yet, but Rose's days have already been numbered. But another matter I wish to bring to the table."

"You will have to discuss it without me," Scarlett told the group as she stood up. "I really must be leaving."

"What's your rush?" Keith asked while petting Barry.

"Well, maybe because I informed Cameron and Sierra about doing a test on the lake water and I do not wish to look like a liar if I return empty-handed."

"You can't leave!" Valerie scolded.

"It's fine," Alejandro assured her. "The matter I was referring to is a Bear-exclusive issue."

"Thank you," Scarlett replied before she walked away.

"So what's your problem?" Bowie asked Alejandro.

"Right now, the Bears are too united," Alejandro informed them, "And I fear I shall get cut prematurely should the Bears lose the next challenge."

"Why not pin a little theft on one of your guys like Zombie Boy or Crow Cuddler?" Scott suggested. "It's what I would do in your shoes."

"An idea, but I simply need to cause a rift between some of the bonds without dirtying my hands."

"I think I have a solution," Bowie replied. "I heard rumor about Ella having a crush on-"

"La-la-la-la," Sugar cut in as she covered her ears. "We ain't listening to your crap!"

"This crap might make Ella get cut," Luna told her. "Tell us! Tell us! Tell us!"

"Well, I heard that Ella likes Ethan," Bowie began, "But I don't think he feels the same way. Make sure someone tells her before he does. Julia, I think Ella will be convinced by you. Can you do this? Might protect us Rats, as well. A win-win."

"Oh, I'll make sure she feels that rejection," Julia replied with a wicked tone.

"Thank you so much," Alejandro told her. "No wonder you're so loved on social media."

"Then I call the second meeting of the Villain Alliance to a close," Bowie finished. "See? We're making such great work together."

"Yeah!" Samey cheered.

Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)

"Not so much. Who knows how long it'll be before Jasmine or Lucas or Sol are in their cross hairs? I have to warn them somehow, but I also don't want to get caught by the alliance. If they do, they might expose EVERYTHING!"

End Confessional

Back at the spa hotel, Destiny was jamming her guitar while Ella was doing some karaoke as Sky and Greg watched. "Once had love and it was a gas," Ella sang, "Soon turned out, had a heart of glass

"Seemed like the real thing only to find

"Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind."

"You really are a great singer, Ella," Sky complimented.

"She pales in comparison to Desi," Greg argued.

"You're both noisy," Dave complained as he entered the room.

"Oh, Dave!" Sky gasped. "Did we wake you? I thought this room was soundproof."

"You left the door open." Meanwhile, Ethan was sitting in the kitchen, lost in his thoughts regarding Paul and Ella... "Is everything alright, amigo?" Alejandro asked as he carried two cups of coffee over.

"Hello, Sir Alejandro," Ethan greeted as he snapped back to reality. "My apologies for not seeing you earlier. My mind is elsewhere."

"Is there any way I can assist you?"

"Well, I just found out a friend of mine likes me, yet I don't share the same feeling in return. What should I do?"

"Why not simply talk to the girl? Surely a talk will straighten things out. Perhaps a talk over a picnic will keep both of you relaxed."

"That's a great idea. Thank you so much! I'll start getting the picnic ready." As Ethan rushed to gather some food, Alejandro slipped out of the kitchen and into the room Ella and the others were in. "Oh, it's you," Destiny sneered as she noticed the Latin boy. "What do you want?"

"Destiny, try to act polite," Sky scolded.

"It doesn't bother me, Sky," Alejandro assured her. "Actually, I would like to tell Ella some wonderful news."

"Wonderful news?" Ella excitedly asked.

"Don't listen to that weevil jidiot," Destiny warned. "I bet he'll take your heart, then CRUSH! Smashed into teeny-tiny little pieces."

"Destiny, will you calm down?" Dave told her.

"It's actually about Ethan," Alejandro informed Ella. "Something about coming clean regarding love. Thought you should know." Destiny made a puking motion while Ella gasped in excitement.

Confessional: Ella (Confused Bears)

A flock of birds was around her. "My Prince Ethan is going to confess his affection for me! I only hope he isn't planning a picnic. The birds who follow me will eat everything." A purple bird chirped as it landed on her finger. "Yes, that includes you, Alan."

End Confessional

Ethan had just finished setting up the picnic outside when he heard Ella humming as she skipped over. "Eleanor," Ethan greeted as she sat down.

"Yes, Prince Ethan?" she happily asked.

"Um, you can drop the prince stuff." At the window of the spa hotel, Alejandro gave a thumbs-up to Julia, who was hiding behind the communal bathrooms. "Listen, Eleanor," Ethan nervously began, "I had set up this picnic because, um..."

"I'm listening..." Ella happily replied as a slight blush got to her cheeks.

"I wanted to talk about you and I since..."

"Oh, Ethan! I'm so-"

"Wow," Julia suddenly cut in as she approached the duo. "What a lovely and romantic set-up this kind knight set up."

"Yes," Ella sighed, "It's really-"

"A real shame it's not for you, Ella." Ella's blush vanished. "Huh?" she asked.

"Hey, stay out of this," Ethan advised Julia.

"Oh, didn't your Prince Charming tell you?" Julia informed Ella. "He never loved you. He set up this stunt to DUMP YOU."

"Now hold on a minute."

"Ethan, just be honest: did you plan on telling her you didn't love her?"

"No! Well, yes, but-"

"This isn't for me?" Ella thought. "Of course it's not. I'll just..." She started tearing up. "I'll, uh, you know." She ran off crying. "Ella, wait!" Ethan begged. "Come back!" He sighed in defeat before turning to Julia. "Nice going. You made the poor girl run off in tears!"

"Hey, I wasn't the one misleading her like you did," Julia pointed out.

"What?"

"I mean, you raised her hopes up so high, never actually telling her the truth...if you have been honest from the start, this may never have happened."

"But I...I mean, that's...oh..." Ethan left with shame. Once he was out of sight, Julia smirked before picking up an apple and taking a bite. "Delicious," she mumbled while chewing.

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"That was so great! Once I put that knife in between those two, I kept twisting it or all it was worth. Now BOTH of them are broken!" She sighed. "Hopefully it'll get one of those two sent home and keep me protected."

End Confessional

Inside the Rat cabin, most of the boys were still sleeping. Duncan got up and started doing push-ups on the floor when he noticed an odd smell. He opened his eyes and gave a startled cry when he saw a dirty pair of underwear, waking the guys up. "Not cool, Harold, man," Duncan scolded, "Not cool!"

"Those aren't mine," Harold replied.

"Oh, right. You're always leaving your gitch lying around."

"No, I'm not. GOSH!"

"Uh, yeah, you are, dude," Geoff spoke up as he, DJ, Austin and Lightning joined Duncan's side.

"You have like absolutely no proof."

"No one else wears that kind, man," Lightning pointed out.

"And your ma even sewed your name onto the label," Austin added.

"Whatever," Harold protested. "I'm going for a shower!"

"Hey, don't forget to clean the skid maker," Duncan told him as he walked off. "I think Harold needs to be taught a lesson, boys. Who's with me?" The group shared a high five.

On the other side of the Rat cabin, Bridgette was sleeping until she noticed a certain homeschooled boy staring at her. "AH!" she cried out in surprise. "Zeke!"

"Uh, flowers?" Ezekiel offered.

"You know, those are perfect grounds to file a restraining order," Courtney informed him.

"Zeke, please," Bridgette pleaded, "Enough with all these...gestures."

"But why?" Ezekiel asked.

"Yo, Bridgette," Geoff greeted as he stood in the doorway. "Heard you hollering. Hey, Homeschool."

"Morning to you, too, eh?" However, Bridgette simply waved while flashing Geoff a bashful smile. "Challenge time!" Chris announced over the loudspeakers. "Everyone meet me at the beach."

"Catch you later, Bridge," Geoff said as he walked off.

"Bye," Bridgette replied.

"Oh, I get it now!" Ezekiel realized. "It's because you like Geoff."

"What? I, um, I..."

"No worries, eh. He seems like a good catch."

"So you're not upset?"

"My dad says that if the lady of the house is happy, then everyone's happy. So if you're happy with him, then that's all that matters, eh."

Confessional: Bridgette (Toxic Rats)

"That might actually be the smartest thing he said all season."

End Confessional

Later, most of the campers were gathered on the beach. "Hey, Rose," Carly greeted as she saw the scout slowly approach the group. "Are you okay? You look worn out."

"My mind's feeling a bit foggy right now," Rose groaned, "But I'm okay."

"How much longer will Lancelot and his princess be?" Dave complained with impatience. "We haven't got all day."

"I haven't seen Ella since this morning," Sky noted.

"Do you think Ella's alright?" Shane asked. The duo then noticed Ella walking over with a depressed look. "Ella, what happened?" Sky asked as she and Shane knelt down to where she was sitting. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Ella sniffled. "It's just that my heart is filled with sorrow." Sugar suddenly burst out laughing while the others shot her a glare. "Uh, that was about something else," she quickly explained.

"Sure," Shane scoffed with a skeptical glance. He then returned his attention to Ella. "What exactly happened that made you so upset?"

"Oh..." Ella sighed, "I thought Ethan liked me, but it was not so."

"He doesn't like her," Paul thought out-loud, making Sky and Shane glare at him. "Yes! I'm sorry. And I'm sorry about the smile. Are you okay? Am I still smiling? OW! My knee!"

"You're not smiling anymore," Shane shot back while Paul clutched his knee. Ella sniffled again before finally bursting into tears again. "Easy, Ella," Sky assured her while the princess cried into Shane's arms. "Don't-don't cry. Shane, help me." Shane could only shrug with uncertainty.

Confessional: Shane (Frogs of Death)

"Poor Ella! Getting rejected like that must've been heartbreaking. I wish I could help her out more, but I'm not sure how."

End Confessional

Paul had just recovered when he saw Ethan walking over. "Hey," he awkwardly greeted. "So, um, how you feeling?"

"Like mud," Ethan sadly replied before putting a paper bag over his head.

"Didn't I tell you?" Destiny scolded. "The heart, the CRUSH! The teeny-tiny-" She was quickly silenced by Alejandro putting a hand over her mouth. "You'll have to excuse my friend here," he said. "She can get a little excited regarding-" He suddenly winced his pain as a CRUNCH was heard before pulling back his now-swollen hand. "Easy, Desi," Greg warned as he pulled her away. "No biting."

"Today's challenge will test your minds," Chris began, "Your teamwork and your skills in the kitchen. You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to intern Oliver for tasting. The winners get a reward; the losers will send somebody home."

"Why some intern tasting it and not you?" Jo inquired.

"Because I am not risking potential food poisoning. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and to oversee the cooking. To cook, you need ingredients." A truck started backing up from the water onto the beach. "Every morning a truck brings us food," Chris explained. "Today's task starts there."

"Hey, Chris," Topher spoke up, "Since I helped free you after yesterday's disaster, maybe you could repay that kindness by letting us Frogs have first dibs on the food?"

"Nice try, Topher. Everyone gets free picks on the food."

"Okay, okay. You are the host and you do know what's best."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Let's see what Topher has to say." He pressed play on the phone. "Chris is such a wonderful guy," Topher had said. "If there was a trophy for Best Man To Ever Exist, he would win it in a landslide."

"Admiring Chris. That's admittedly kinda sad and pathetic."

End Confessional

Geoff opened the food truck and saw the caches of food. "We could do a killer Italian theme!" he exclaimed.

"Hello, head chef," Duncan told him.

"Seriously?! Then let's get grabbing!"

"I think I would be the ideal choice for head chef," Valerie told the Frogs.

"No," Jo argued, "I'LL be the head chef!"

"No, me!"

"Come on," Sol whispered to Jasmine and Samey before pulling them away. "We got work to do."

"Any plans for how we'll cook?" Dave asked Sky.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to help much," Sky informed him. "We need everyone at their best and Ella is...well, you saw it."

"But you're our team leader!"

"Calm down. I have a plan. Since he has shown prior cooking experience, I'm electing Rodney as our head chef and leader for this challenge."

"Me?" Rodney thought. "Uh, okay. I guess we should start getting some food. Everyone grab something good and useful, okay?"

"Head chef!" Heather declared as the Gophers approached the truck. "Called it!" She then turned to Carly. "Try not to screw up this time, okay?"

"Just ignore her, girl," Leshawna advised the nervous Carly.

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"I had to take the leadership role. Hello! We're on a losing streak! And really, everyone else on the team is pretty useless."

End Confessional

"Sweet!" Geoff exclaimed as the Rats carried their food back. "Let's hit the road!"

"Eggs, flour, sugar, brown sugar, oranges, sausages, some spices and maple syrup," Rodney listed off as he saw the items getting carried out. "Good stuff. Hey, we could do a simple breakfast theme for our meal."

"Breakfast?" Dave wondered. "Why not something with more pizzazz like Hindu food?"

"I think that might be a bit too spicy," Alejandro replied. "And besides, we know everyone can make a decent breakfast."

"Let's race back before the others beat us to it!" Priya rallied. "Let's go, team!" She started to run when she slipped on a banana peel and fell, breaking the eggs she was holding and covering her in yolk. "Can someone grab some more eggs, please?" Rodney asked. "And try not to run with them."

"I'm on it," Millie replied as she went back to the food truck.

"Leshawna and Helen, mangoes," Heather listed off to the Gophers. "Rose and Max, pineapples. Lindsay and Carly, macadamias. Trent and Lucas, molasses. Gwen and Sarah, tomatoes." They then took their supplies. "Guys, guys!" Nikki shouted over Valerie and Jo. "We can decide on head chef after we get our food." She then noticed something. "Has anyone seen Sol?"

"Don't tell me that bastard's in the kitchen," Valerie realized with disdain. "If he cooks, we're doomed!" She rushed towards the kitchen but she was suddenly knocked back once she reached the door to the kitchen. "I hear you knocking," Sol teased from the kitchen, "But you ain't coming in." Valerie then noticed the Bears walking into the kitchen without a problem. "What the hell?" she thought.

Confessional: Sol (Frogs of Death)

"This challenge was practically screaming my name. I had to take charge as head chef. And to make sure Valerie and her cronies didn't pester me, I set up a force field that makes those Frogs bounce back. A bit extreme, yes, but it was needed."

End Confessional

The Rats set their supplies in their cooking area. "Okay," Geoff decided as he tossed a can around, "We've got, like, three courses and a bunch of people, so everybody partner up."

"Dawn and I know how to make pasta sauce," DJ volunteered.

"Lightning and I know how to boil pasta," Bridgette added. The four of them shared a high-five. "Me, Anthony and Bowie can rock the antipasto," Harold volunteered. "I'm like a black belt when it comes to cutting cheese." The Rats shared a laugh. "What?" Harold asked. "What?!"

"I will be in charge of dessert detail," Julia told the group. "Courtney, Duncan and Luna, you're with me."

"Oh, no," Courtney protested. "No way! I am NOT working with the Neanderthal and the psycho girl."

"And why should you be in charge?" Duncan argued.

"Because I'm the only one who has any experience with desserts," Julia informed them.

"Come on, guys," Geoff told the group. "For the team." Courtney and Duncan just rolled their eyes. "Fine," Julia decided. "I'm better off on my own."

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"So, I had to work at my parents' bake shop every summer as a kid. They called it Sweet Little Julia's. I only speak to Greg and Judy through my lawyers now."

End Confessional

"Okay, head chef," Alejandro began after the Bears set their food down, "What's your grand idea for the three courses?"

"We can have some scrambled eggs, sausage and pepper gravy as the first one," Rodney thought, "Some pancakes for the second one, and maybe the dessert can be...donuts?"

"Sounds tasty, eh," Ezekiel commented. "The challenge should be not trying to eat the yummy meal."

"You, Tyler and Sugar can make the eggs, sausage and gravy. Millie, Priya and Greg can do pancakes. Shawn, Dave and Destiny are on donut duty. Heh-heh, duty."

"We might just win this one again," Priya rallied.

"Do not be so certain," Melody advised. "We will have tough competition to face."

"What, the Frogs?" Dave scoffed. "Have you seen them?" Over in the Frogs' cooking area, Sol was setting down a box of food. "Ah, the smell of a good kitchen," Sol sighed. He noticed someone walking over with a huge stack of pots and pans. "We don't need all that, you know."

"Uh, we're right over here," Samey pointed out. Sol took another look at Jasmine and Samey, then to the person carrying the pots and pans. He lifted a pan up, revealing Phoebe's smiling face. "We thought you'd like stuff to cook with," she said.

"I don't need all that junk clogging up the space," Sol told her. "Put it back- Wait, what do you mean by 'we'?" Phoebe simply pointed behind her, where Sol noticed Brick and Keith carrying a few pans. "Why are you of all people in this kitchen?" Keith questioned.

"Because I am the head chef, that's why," Sol told him.

"You? Ha! Having you as a boss will only screw all of us over." Keith was suddenly yanked to the ground. "Listen, tough guy," Sol warned, "If you wanna keep staying on this team, you will do exactly what I tell you to."

"How about we just get down to business?" Jasmine suggested. "We don't have all day to stand and argue."

"Fine. Everybody will have a role. I will be the head chef and work on a pot of my famous gumbo. Brick, you'll be working on cooking frog legs. You'll only need a skillet and its lid and a pair of tongs."

"Yes, sir," Brick saluted, "I think."

"I assume that blonde brat is competent enough to make a triple berry cobbler."

"I am more than capable of doing that," Samey argued. "It'll be the best thing that intern ever tasted."

"But that's all three courses," Keith pointed out. "You expect me to twiddle my thumbs?"

"No," Sol told him. "The guy will need something to drink with the food. With your brute strength, I think you'll be perfect for fixing up a pitcher of sweet peach tea. Jasmine, you'll be in charge of supply run and guarding our food. Now what to do with...where did she run off to?"

"Mister Solstice!" Phoebe called out as she ran over to him.

"It's SOL. Get that memorized, kid."

"What have you got there?" Brick asked as he saw a small box in Phoebe's hand.

"When I was putting up the pots and pans," Phoebe explained, "I found this box for cornbread mix. Can we make it? Please?"

"Ah, what the hell?" Sol shrugged. "Every meal needs a bread, too. Guess you're in charge of cornbread, Phoebe. I got something special for it, too. Jasmine, can you go fetch a mason jar with a lid and a carton of heavy whipping cream?"

"What exactly do you plan to do?" Jasmine wondered.

"I'll show you." Back in the Rat cabin, Geoff was using a stick to pick up all the underwear and put it in a bag, chuckling as he did so. He gave a thumbs-up to DJ, who nodded. DJ picked up a pot of water. "Uh, where do you want the water, Bridge?" he asked. He got some of the water onto Harold's pants. "Whoops!"

"Hey!" Harold complained. "Smooth moves, Dorkahontas."

"Oh, bummer, dude," Geoff told him. "Better go change." As Harold walked off, Bridgette noticed that Geoff and DJ were snickering. "Gwen, Lindsay and Helen," Heather ordered, "You're on the citrus macadamia upside-down cake flambe."

"Know how to make an upside-down flamer thingie?" Lindsay asked Gwen and Helen. As Owen carried a bag of oranges, he bumped into Heather, then stumbled on the fallen oranges before falling to the floor, smooshing the fruit. "Go back to the truck and get more oranges," Heather ordered.

"I'm on it," Owen replied. Heather could only sigh as he walked off. "Trent, you, Lucas and Owen are on ribs," she instructed. "Leshawna, Rose and Carly, you're on pineapple skewers and mango dip."

"Girl, let me handle the appetizers," Leshawna assured her. "I know how to make a pineapple chutney that would melt the socks off the devil!"

"Oh, really? Well, that's so great. But since I'M head chef, we're gonna stick to my plan, and my plan is pineapples with sticks through them, got it?!"

"You're not gonna make whatever Sol put up come down," Nikki told Valerie as the latter kept banging against the kitchen door.

"If we don't get in there," Valerie explained, "We won't be able to make anything in time and we'll lose!"

"Look at it this way," Scarlett reasoned. "Should we lose, it'll give everyone the perfect reason to vote off Sol."

"I guess so," Zoey thought. "Still, I don't like to see us lose and see team members leave." She winced as she heard a crash inside. "What the heck was that?"

"Helga go check," Helga replied. She walked over to look inside the kitchen, where there was a splatter of batter on the floor. "I'll go grab some more stuff for batter," Rodney assured the Bears. "Oh, Helga! I-I-I, um..."

"What made loud crashing noise?" Helga asked.

"Priya stirred the batter so quickly that it splattered out of the bowl and onto the floor," Shawn explained as he wiped some batter off his shirt.

"Then Tyler slipped on the batter and crashed into some pans," Rodney sighed. "We're running to get more batter supplies now."

"At least you are making food," Helga pointed out. "Magic Man is not letting Helga and team into kitchen. Red Hair even thinks we might lose."

Confessional: Rodney (Confused Bears)

"Lose?! If my old team loses, Nikki or Helga might go home. I don't want them leaving! I mean, I want my team to win but also not let the Frogs lose. Oh, what to do?"

End Confessional

"Got the stuff, Sol," Jasmine told him as she walked in with a mason jar and whipping cream. "Mmm, sure smells good in this kitchen."

"It's probably my fresh fruit over here," Samey boasted. "Sol has his...concoction simmering on the stove."

"Bring the stuff here, Jasmine," Sol instructed. "Phoebe, over here."

"Okay," Phoebe said, "But I was looking for milk and haven't found it yet."

"I'll get you some milk. Now, let me show you a trick for some special milk using a mason jar and whipping cream. First, pour the cream into the jar." Phoebe opened the carton of whipping cream and poured it into the jar. "Is the milk there yet?" she asked.

"Not yet," Sol explained. "Next, you seal the jar up with the lid and ring." He sealed the jar up, then passed it to Phoebe. "Now you have to shake that jar up. It needs to be done for a good chunk of time."

"You mean shake that glass jar like a maraca?" Brick thought.

"Oh, I can do that!" Phoebe exclaimed. She started to shake the jar as she danced around the kitchen. "Easy, tiger!" Keith warned her. "Stay in one place so you don't bump into the rest of us!"

"You got it, coach," Phoebe replied. Back at the Rat cabin, Harold was searching the dresser for a spare set of underwear. "Shirt," he muttered as he tossed shirts away, "Shirt...shirt..." He then pulled out a tiny red speedo. "looks like it's your time to shine," he decided.

Meanwhile, Owen was rushing back with a crate of oranges when he collided with a tree. He looked up and saw a hornet's nest before the hornets swarmed him and stung him. "OW!" he cried out. "Ooh! Ah! AHHHH!" He quickly ran away with the hornets following him.

Back in the kitchen, Priya was quickly stirring another bowl of batter. "Easy, Priya," Dave advised. "You're stirring too quickly."

"We have to be the first to finish!" Priya declared as she kept stirring. "Otherwise, we'll lose!" Some batter splattered out, covering Dave's face. "Raw batter!" he moaned. "Yuck!"

"At this rate," Millie quietly murmured, "We'll run out of supplies." She decided to walk over to where Sam was sitting at. "Psst!" she called out.

"Hi, Millie," Sam greeted. "You on the sidelines, as well?"

"I actually need your help regarding Priya. You know she's been trained from birth for reality shows, right? I think she's so used to the extremes that she's completely helpless with the mundane like cooking. If there's any way you could help..."

"Maybe she simply needs a chance to relax. Hey, you guys still technically have the hotel until the challenge ends, right? They've got a computer in there, last I checked. Maybe invite her to play a few computer games."

"Okay, but are you sure? Our team is already down three people, with two being some of our strongest competitors."

"It's either move Priya away from this now or risk your team losing because you have no more batter left. And honestly, I don't want to see your friend go because of that." Millie thought on the dilemma. "What computer games do you recommend?" she asked.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"Sam is right. I don't want us losing or Priya leaving, so it's better to do this for the long run."

End Confessional

With the Rats, Geoff was taste-testing the water while Bridgette and Dawn diced vegetables for the pasta sauce. "I think he digs you," DJ whispered to Bridgette as Geoff walked away.

"Maybe," Bridgette thought. "He is kinda cute." DJ went over to Geoff and nudged him towards Bridgette. "You know," Geoff began to Bridgette, "You look good when you're cooking dinner. Kinda like my friend Evan's really hot mom."

"Excuse me?" Bridgette asked with annoyance.

"Geoff," DJ quickly cut in, "Uh, why don't you get us some more tomatoes?"

"Sure thing, bud," Geoff replied. "Later, Bridge." Bridgette rolled her eyes while Dawn couldn't help but giggle.

Over with the Gophers, Trent was coating the ribs with a glaze. "That is fine work you're doing," Lucas complimented. "Not as good as my style, but still." The duo noticed Owen barging in with a crate full of oranges and a face full of hornet stings. "It's okay, everyone," he announced. "I'm back. Trent and Lucas, heads up!" He tossed the crate at the boys, knocking them out. "Oops," Owen said.

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"Things are going perfectly except for Owen's hornet stings and Trent and Lucas's concussions, which means they're out of today's challenge... But still, this challenge is totally ours!" She then shook her head while having a hand to her forehead.

End Confessional

Back with the Frogs, Phoebe was still shaking the jar. "Um, how long have I been doing this?" she asked Sol. "My arms are getting sore."

"Let me take a look at that jar..." Sol told her as she passed him the jar. He eyed it, then opened the lid. "Grab me a glass," he instructed. Phoebe placed a glass on the table. "There we go," Sol announced as he poured the liquid out of the glass. "One glass of buttermilk to use for your cornbread batter."

"But what's that lump?" Phoebe asked as she pointed to the blob at the bottom of the jar.

"Haven't you seen butter before? Now you got some to top the cornbread after it gets done baking. And you get it both with a mason jar and whipping cream."

"Wow! It's magic!"

"Eh, more like cleverness and some elbow grease. Now that you got your stuff, preheat the oven and start making the cornbread."

"That's quite a clever trick with the jar," Brick complimented. "Where did you learn that from?"

"My granny taught me my cooking skills," Sol explained. "Said every man should learn the skill."

"But why all the odd gunk like your wormy soup?" Keith questioned.

"Hey, back home, you have to make do with what you had. If you didn't, you went hungry. Plus, I've honed my skills enough to make a good chunk of plant and critter stuff edible."

"Gee, I wonder if any of your dishes contained your sworn enemies."

"Well, hopefully, it'll never resort to that." Keith widened his eyes and gulped when he noticed Sol's mischievous smirk. "Put the egg in first, right?" Phoebe asked Sol.

"Yes," Sol replied, "And don't over-mix the cornbread mix." On the Rats' side, Julia was juggling between rolling out dough and prepping a custard. "Eh, not bad," Luna thought after tasting a bit of custard, "But it needs something." She pulled a small pepper out of her dress pocket. "Ghost pepper!"

"This is supposed to taste good, Luna," Julia scolded. "Go toss that thing somewhere else." She then let a cry of disgust as she saw Harold walk in wearing his speedo. "Okay, who took all my shorts?" he demanded. Geoff, DJ and Lightning chuckled at him. Chris walked in and got a weirded-out look as he saw Harold's attire. "Three hours and counting, guys," he reminded them.

"You think Lucas and Trent will be okay?" Sarah asked Lacey as the two stood back. "That crate was kinda heavy."

"They'll bounce back by tomorrow," Lacey shrugged. "I know Lucas has a thick enough head for it."

"What are you two standing around for?" Heather demanded.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sarah said.

"Now that Trent and Lucas are out, you and Biker Chic will have to take their place."

"But I don't know how to cook. I can't even do an egg a single way!"

"Figure it out!" Heather then noticed Carly slicing the pineapple. "These slices are totally uneven," she informed her. "Switch places with Leshawna."

"What are you talking about?" Rose argued as she held Carly back. "They look fine to me."

"Um, I didn't get to be head chef because of poor presentation!"

"No," Leshawna pointed out as she got into Heather's face, "You got to be head chef because you called it. And who you think you're fooling with this crispy white apron power trip you on?!" The Rats and Bears looked on with shock. "Are you gonna be a team player or not?" Heather questioned.

"Ooh, I'm a team player, alright," Leshawna angrily protested, "But I'm also allergic to pineapples!"

"Just get slicing. Now!" Leshawna simply glared at Heather before starting to slice the pineapple. "Thanks, guys," Heather happily told them before strutting off.

"Thanks?" Rose scoffed. "She's only thanking herself."

"Ooh, two-faced..." Leshawna grumbled, "Bossy little..." She noticed a rash on her arms, making her groan in frustration. "Yo," she asked Heather as she approached her, "What do you recommend I do about this?"

"Yo, I recommend you scratch after we win," Heather bitterly informed her. "Get back to work." Gwen, Lindsay and Bryan struggled to hold Leshawna back. "I don't think this is working too well," Carly quietly told Rose. "Any ideas?"

"I just wish we could be rid of Heather," Rose admitted. "She's really bringing down the morale of the Gophers. But..."

"What is it?"

"I think I recall Heather talking to a large group of people in a cave. My memory's still a bit fuzzy, but-" Rose was suddenly drenched with water. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Rose," Echo apologized. "I thought some water might help Leshawna's rash."

"No hard feelings," Rose brushed off.

Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)

"Did Heather completely forget her plan? We have to lose this challenge in order to get rid of Rose. The other villains don't realize it, but she's a bigger threat than they think. Luckily, I was able to destroy the incriminating page in her book, but her memory won't be fuzzy forever. If she starts talking, my position in the alliance might get exposed. I wouldn't put it past Julia or Valerie to ditch me to save face."

End Confessional

"Are you sure I'm doing it right?" Sarah asked Lacey as she put the ribs in the oven.

"If you really want to learn some good cooking tips," Lacey whispered, "Why don't you go watch DJ and the Rats?" She gave a subtle wink before leading Sarah away. With the Rats, Harold was busy slicing some salami. "Dude, you've gotta put some clothes on, man," Geoff teased. "It's unsanitary to cook in something that...small."

"So give me back my pants then!" Harold demanded.

"Harold's right, guys," Austin told the boys. "If you go to the cabin, you'll find a clean pair of underwear and shorts waiting." Harold walked off. Austin, Duncan, Geoff, DJ and Lightning then started to laugh just as Sarah approached them. "Guys, what did you do?" she asked them. Austin pulled something out, making her gasp. Back at the cabin, Harold found a pair of underwear with a slight orange stain on them. "That's more like it," he said. The camera quickly shifted to show that Austin was holding a bottle of hot sauce while the boys laughed. After Harold put on the underwear, he suddenly felt something. "MY BISCUITS ARE BURNING!" he cried out. He rushed out of the cabin and jumped into the lake. "Ahh..." he sighed in relief. "Idiots!"

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Over with Samey, she was slowly placing some strawberries into the cobbler. "Come on now," Jasmine encouraged. "I know you can go faster than that."

"You should talk," Samey argued. "You're just standing there."

"No need to get testy with me. Is something wrong?"

"Well, if you have to know, there's someone special I'm starting to pine for."

"Who would ever have eyes for you?" Sol mocked.

"Butt out, Solstice!" Jasmine scolded. "So you found someone special, huh? Who is it?"

"Like I tell you who," Samey scoffed. "If some people knew that I said something about him, they'd, like, go bananas and junk with jealousy." Jasmine eyed her for a second then noticed Samey was subtly glancing towards the others. "Let's cut the boy talk and focus on this challenge," Jasmine sternly told her. "Now, did you ask me to fetch extra potatoes or extra blueberries?"

"Excuse me?" Samey asked in disbelief.

"Or was it extra sausages?"

"What the hell are you even talking about?!"

"Oh! That's right. You wanted to garnish the little jumpers with kale. You should've said so straight away. I'll grab it." As Jasmine walked off, she gave a little wink to Samey.

Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)

"I was honestly confused with all of that."

Confessional: Jasmine (Frogs of Death)

"I know Sammy wasn't really talking about romanced boys. Who would be jealous of Sol or Lucas? She must've been pressured into silence by that ape we've got and wants to tell me without him knowing she told me. No worries. I've got a plan."

End Confessionals

Over with the Gophers, Lindsay and Helen were eyeing their cake. "What's wrong?" Heather asked.

"Uh, we used all the flambe starter but it won't flambe," Lindsay explained.

"Nothing happened when you lit it?"

"Oh!"

Confessional: Helen (Screaming Gophers)

"Duh! How could we forget to light it?"

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"It's like talking to an eggplant."

End Confessionals

"Pay attention, girls," Heather told Lindsay, Helen and Gwen. "This is how you flambe. Step one: pour the flambe liquid, which you did manage. Step two of two: light it." After she lit the cake, it exploded in her face, leaving Lindsay and Helen stunned while Gwen was trying to hold back her laughter. Heather looked at her reflection in a greased pan and noticed something missing. "AH!" she cried out. "My eyebrows! Owen!"

"Is it finally lunchtime?" Owen asked as he slid over to the group.

"No. Go get my make-up bag from the cabin."

"But the bees..."

"NOW!" Owen walked off. "Excuse me," Leshawna told Heather, "I need a bathroom break."

"Well, evidently, I need new eyebrows," Heather whipped back. "But we don't always get what we want, do we? Oh, it's like I'm on a team of morons!"

Confessional: Leshawna (Screaming Gophers)

"Oh, that is it! Someone's gotta teach this girl a little respect."

End Confessional

Back in the spa hotel, Sky was pacing in front of the bedroom doors. "Millie?" she asked as she saw her walk over. "What are you doing here?"

"I, um, kinda had to pull Priya out of the challenge," Millie explained.

"What?! We're three short already!"

"I had to. Priya's...hyper-competitiveness was the main reason we were short on ingredients. Sam suggested having her relax with computer games. She did take a liking to the one that involved making cookie sundaes."

"That's the closest thing to good news so far. Ella and Ethan are inconsolable. They won't even talk to me or anyone else! It'll be a miracle if we don't come in last place."

"It can't possibly be that bad if we lose."

"Well, you're not the one everyone looks up to for the team!" Sky just moaned as she slumped to the ground.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"Sky has put all this pressure on herself regarding her leadership status that she thinks she has to shoulder all the blame and mistakes the team has. Definitely interesting." She wrote something in her notebook. "But realistically, I don't think we'll come in last. Have you seen the Gopher infighting? And Sol's cooking for the Frogs."

End Confessional

Back with the Frogs, Brick had placed the frog legs onto a plate. "Nice work, cadet," Sol complimented as he set down a bowl of gumbo. "Frog legs look good."

"Thank you," Brick replied, "Though it was a bit hard. They started to jump out of the pan at one point."

"That's the reason for the lid. The heat makes those little jumpers...jump."

"Speaking of lids, should we cover the dishes so they'll stay warm?"

"Good thinking. It'll also keep the pests out." Sol placed a metal lid over the two dishes. "Cornbread and cobbler are baking in the oven..." he thought. "How's the tea coming along?"

"I think nearly done," Keith said while slicing a peach. "Tea bags are seeped. Just need to add the peach."

"This might win us first place, men," Brick happily noted.

"But where is she?" Samey quietly thought. She heard the kitchen door open and saw Jasmine walk back with some kale leaves in one hand, but she also noticed she was holding a large lump with her other hand and behind her back. "Where have you been, Amazon?" Keith demanded. "And what's with the rabbit food?"

"We don't need greens, Jasmine," Sol told her. "Or anything else, really. Stuff's almost done." He noticed Jasmine was hiding something behind her back. "What is that behind your back?"

"See for yourself," Jasmine whipped back. She tossed the lump onto the ground, releasing a think white cloud of flour. "Hey!" Sol coughed out. "What the hell, Jasmine?!"

"I can't see!" Keith shouted.

"Quick," Jasmine whispered to Samey as she pointed to the flour on the table. "Write it down." Samey scribbled something in the flour, and it only took Jasmine a second to see it: Villain Alliance. She quickly wiped the message off with her hand as the flour started to settle. "Jasmine, what was that for?" Brick coughed out.

"I was giving that ape his dues for being such a jerk," Jasmine quickly explained.

"I know I clash heads with him, but I wouldn't go as far as messing with him during a challenge. At least we had the foresight to cover what's already done, so nothing's ruined." Brick then heard a little egg timer go off. "I'll get it," he volunteered. Jasmine then quickly pulled Sol over. "After the challenge," she quietly told Sol as he pulled him over, "We need to talk."

Harold walked back into the kitchen with pajamas on. "Nice jammies," Lightning teased as he, Duncan and DJ clapped.

"This is all I've got left," Harold told them, "So if you sickos want to see me butt-naked, hit me with your best shot."

"Well, stop leaving your butt bags all over the cabin and we'll back off," Duncan informed him.

"I told you it wasn't me!"

"Well, I tried."

"Hey, guys," Geoff offered, "I made some sandwiches so we can chow down while we work."

"Oh, sweet!" Harold exclaimed as he took a sandwich. "I'm seriously starving." He took a bite. "This tastes like sweat and lotion," Harold noted while the guys smirked. "It's probably the worst sandwich ever." He pulled out something in the sandwich and gulped at what he saw: a pair of underwear with a bite mark on the side. "GROSS!" The other boys laughed at their stunt. "Oh, that is just too good!" Lightning chuckled. Duncan laughed but suddenly stopped when he saw a large shadow over him. "And I thought the hot sauce thing was funny!" Austin laughed while the others started quieting down and staring ahead. "That dweeb running like he did... What's everyone looking at?" He turned around and saw Lacey looming over the boys while Sarah stood beside her. "What do you think you're doing?" Lacey sternly demanded.

"Uh, cooking?" DJ meekly explained.

"You guys are bullying Harold!" Sarah angrily pointed out.

"Uh, I, um, we-we-"

"Oh, don't be such a wimp," Austin scolded. "And besides, it's the five of us against two. What's the worst they can do?" A second later, the boys were hoisted up into the air as they dangled on a pole while a hook on their underwear held them up. "You had to say it," Duncan scolded.

"It serves you right for what you guys did to me," Harold scolded.

"If you guys are remorseful," Lacey reasoned, "I might consider letting you down. Boys?"

"What?" Austin asked. "I ain't got nothing to say." Lacey simply scoffed at the cowboy's remark. DJ, however, noticed Sarah frowning as she avoided looking at him. "Okay," he sighed. "I'm...sorry for all of the harsh stuff to Harold. It shouldn't have gone that far."

"Damn right it shouldn't!" Sarah angrily yelled out. "I expected this from those other goons, but you? Et tu, DJ?"

"Don't blame him," Lightning defended. "Blame the dweeb! He started the whole sha-mess." Lacey looked towards Harold, who started backing away. "You either be honest with me or you'll be joining your buddies," she warned as she got in his face.

"Okay!" Harold confessed. "I'll never leave my crusty underwear out again! I swear!" Lacey then released the boys, dropping them from the pole. "Sarah..." DJ said.

"No," Sarah sternly whipped back. "I...I want to be left alone." She stomped off, with Lacey following from a distance.

Confessional: Lacey (Screaming Gophers)

"All that fuss over underwear?" She scoffed. "Men."

End Confessional

Outside, Owen was sneaking around the cabin, doing his best to avoid the hornet nest. He winced after knocking over some glass bottles. He then let out a cry of pain after stepping on a rake. He fell over, with the hornets nest falling on him. "Oh, come on!" he complained.

With the Bears, Ezekiel and Tyler had plated up the eggs and sausage. "Mmm, smells good," Rodney complimented. "Great work."

"Gravy's simmering on the stove," Tyler explained. "Donuts are almost done. The other stuff...we're working with what we have."

"We've got about half an hour left, guys," Alejandro told the group. "Let's get prepared to plate up our food." Rodney looked outside to see Helga angrily pacing back and forth while Nikki tried to calm her. He slipped over to the pot of gravy on the stove when he noticed the pepper shaker laid out. He then gave an innocent whistle before dumping the shaker's contents into the pot and stirring it.

Owen, now with his face and body swollen from hornet stings, burst into the kitchen with Heather's make-up bag in his hand. "Don't just stand there," Heather ordered, "Give it." Owen mumbled something before falling over and tossing the bag. Before Heather could catch it, Leshawna pushed her away. "Hey!" the queen bee complained as Leshawna caught the bag.

"Rose!" Leshawna shouted as she tossed the bag to her. Rose caught it as she jumped onto the table and kept it out of Heather's reach. She then tossed it away, with Lindsay catching it. "In the fridge!" Leshawna rallied as she opened up the refrigerator door. Heather snapped her fingers in Lindsay's face as she held out a hand for her bag. Lindsay looked down at the bag. "Oops," she said after tossing it in the fridge. Heather rushed after the make-up bag but was shocked to find the refrigerator door close behind her. "Hey!" she protested. "You can't do this! I'm head chef!"

"Do you think Heather's really mad at us?" Lindsay wondered as she, Leshawna, Rose and Carly listened to the inside of the fridge.

"It was a tad extreme," Carly noted.

"I will DESTROY YOU!" Heather threatened as she pounded on the door, leaving a few dents.

"She'll get over it," Leshawna assured them. "Girl needs to learn how to chill."

"But Heather did make a good point," Helen defended. "We need a head chef."

"Then I personally elect Rose for the job."

"Thanks," Rose replied. "Let's rally, guys. We might be able to turn things around."

"Oh, yeah?" Julia taunted from the Rats' kitchen. "I'll be amazed if you can beat anyone in ten minutes!"

"Ten minutes?!" Helen cried out.

"Damn it," Lacey cursed. "That's not enough time to make a new dessert. Will they accept instant pudding?"

"We can do this, guys," Rose assured them. "Panic is the last thing we need. Here's the plan."

"You're being such a slob," Courtney told Julia as the latter filled the pastries with custard. "They all need to have the same amount of custard."

"It's fine," Julia whipped back. "I am a baking expert."

"The C.I.T. makes a very valid point," Bowie put in. "We might lose valuable points if the presentation is sloppy." Julia just growled before tossing the bowl of custard, which landed on Bowie's head. "Antipasto's finished," Anthony said as he walked over. "Where's the-? Whoa." He tasted a bit of the custard. "Hey, not bad."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Putting up with Julia is a pain in the butt, a monkey wrench, a rotten apple, a meteor for the dinos, a-"

"Yo!" Leshawna shouted from outside. "You still busy protesting in there or can someone else have a turn?"

"Like I said. It better be worth it."

End Confessional

Rose placed her tiki totem inside a ring of orange flowers on the table. "Your meal is coming right up, sir," she announced to Oliver.

"Hopefully you will enjoy our simple yet delicious meal, sir," Alejandro told him while pouring a glass of orange juice. Geoff, meanwhile, lit a little candelabra. "Back in a sec with your meal, dude," he said. "I mean, sir."

"Thank you," Oliver replied. "So...where are the Frogs of Death with their meal?"

"This is so embarrassing," Valerie groaned with displeasure. "Stupid Solstice."

"What are we gonna do?" Zoey asked.

"I guess hope Voodoo Man actually made something close to edible," Jo sighed.

"Whoa, Sol's cooking?" Zee realized. "No way we can lose, dudes! His cooking is, like, legendary!"

"We're doomed," Topher noted as he face-palmed. Inside the kitchen, the Gophers had laid out their dishes on the table. "Everything looks great," Rose sighed in relief. "Smells great, as well."

"Taste great," Helen muffled while eating a bit of pineapple.

"Helen!" Lacey scolded. "That's NOT for you!"

"I'm sorry! Couldn't help myself. I love pineapple." Helen dipped a bit of pineapple into the mango dip. "You know," she thought between bites, "Despite being a pain in the ass, you-know-who's idea of mango dip was really good."

"At least we know that dish will do well," Carly reasoned.

"Yeah..." Echo thought as she paced around, "But what about everything else?"

"Maybe score a few points for looks?" Sarah shrugged. "But I think the pineapple and ribs will at least keep our ship afloat."

Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)

"If the villains want Rose gone, we have to lose this challenge. If I can find a way to sabotage the two good dishes, that will do it. Hmm...aha! I got it!"

End Confessional

Echo then walked over to the Bears' kitchen. "Wow," she breathed out in amazement. "Everything looks so good!"

"Well, it's nothing too fancy," Alejandro humbly admitted, "But the taste should win out."

"Even with...one pancake?"

"We were a tad short on materials." Alejandro scooted a little closer to Echo. "You need something, don't you?" he asked in a low tone so only the two of them could hear. "What is it?"

"Something with a bit of heat packed in it," Echo whispered.

"I do recall the ghost pepper Luna left on the counter being high on the Scoville scale." Echo snatched the pepper from the table, then hid it behind her back before returning to the Gophers' table. "We might win this one yet, y'all," Leshawna confidently assured the Gophers.

"Totally," Helen agreed. "Owen, guard the food. We don't want our luck turning now, do we?"

"Definitely," Echo agreed as she subtly split the pepper over the mango dip, letting the juice leak down. "Let's do this!" Inside the freezer, Heather shivered as she struggled to do her eyebrows. Over by the Frogs' table, Brick and Sol sniffed their finished food. "Boys and gals," Sol confidently declared, "Do we have a meal fit for a king!"

"Do you think we should taste-test the food to make sure it's okay?" Samey suggested.

"Cheer Brat makes a point," Keith agreed as he grabbed a spoon. He wearily eyed the steaming bowl of gumbo. "You only live once," Samey told him. "Eat." Keith took a spoonful of the gumbo. "Sweet mother of-" he exclaimed. Brick and Samey struggled to hold Keith back as he charged after the dish. Sol tasted a drop of the gumbo himself. "Eh, not one of my better pots," he shrugged.

Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)

"Considering Keith of all people had to be forcibly restrained from Sol's food... Yeah, we're gonna win this one."

Confessional: Keith (Frogs of Death)

He was still licking his fingers. "Maybe the cooking's up to snuff."

End Confessionals

"Okay..." Owen said while eyeing the food. "Looking good, you guys. Really good. Oh, what's that, Mister Ribs? You feel a bit lopsided?" He looked around before taking a rib and eating it. "Oh, mama, that's good! Oh, now this side looks a little fat..."

Back at the dining hall, Oliver was trying the Rats' meal. "Your antipasto passed the test-o," he complimented. "Pass the pasta, please." He tried a forkful of pasta. "On a scale of one to ten for the meal...fifteen."

"Nice work, team," Bowie complimented to the Rats. Dave and Alejandro placed their meal down. "One pancake?" Oliver thought.

"We ran short of ingredients," Dave mumbled with embarrassment. Oliver took a bite of the pancake. "You still made it work, he complimented. "Seven points. And this other stuff looks good..." He tasted a bite of the gravy, but started to cough. "Too peppery. Three points."

"Too peppery?" Rodney asked out-loud while the other teams watched. "Gosh. Guess some people can't handle gravy."

"Wait one minute," Helga realized as she stormed up to the country boy. "Ty isportil podlivku...NAMERENNO!"

"What did she just say?" Alejandro asked. "My Russian is a bit rusty."

"I'm working on it," Nikki assured while looking at a book dubbed Russian for Novichki. "Let's see... Wait, this can't be right. She said 'you messed up gravy on purpose'. Rodney?"

"What?" Rodney stammered. "No. No, no, no, no, no, no!" However, Helga simply had a skeptical look. "Maybe?" Rodney squeaked out. He was swiftly knocked out by Helga's punch. "Some leader," Greg complained.

"The Rats have the lead so far," Chris announced. "How will the Gophers and Frogs respond?"

"Pineapple skewers with mango dip," Helen told Oliver as she gave him the appetizer. "Try it, man. It'll be like eating potato chips."

"Eating potato chips?" Carly asked.

"Like, in that you can't have more than one." Oliver tried the pineapple with mango dip but suddenly found himself coughing. "Too hot," he wheezed. "Need...water..."

"That can't be right," Helen thought. "Let me see that." She tasted a bit of mango dip. "Fire in my mouth!" she cried out.

"Two points for the Gophers," Oliver weakly said.

"Ouch," Chris chuckled. "How about the main course, Gophers?" Rose, Leshawna and Lindsay motioned to the kitchen door. However, Leshawna noticed no one coming out. She burst into the kitchen and gasped at what she saw: the kitchen floor and walls coated in barbecue sauce, only a small speck of meat on the ribs and a sauce-covered Owen sitting underneath the table. "Tell me you did not just eat that ENTIRE PLATE OF RIBS!" Leshawna angrily shouted as the other Gophers winced. She kicked Owen outside, where he carried the ribs to Oliver. "This, uh, looks like it's been eaten," Oliver noted.

"Not all of it," Owen replied. "I think there's a tiny chunk left on that...bone over there." Oliver picked the piece of meat off and ate it. "You know what?" he thought. "I've had worse. Two points."

"Yeah!" Owen cheered.

"Ooh, close, Owen," Chris told him. "The Rats still lead 15-10-4. And still no word from the Frogs. Did you guys even walk into the kitchen?"

"We couldn't," Valerie angrily informed, "And it's because of that-" She was suddenly knocked over by Sol. "Out of the way!" he announced as he, Jasmine, Brick and Phoebe carried their meal into the dining room. "Hot fixings coming through!" They set the food down in front of Oliver, who looked in awe. He tasted the frog legs, then the gumbo with the cornbread, and then the cobbler, all while sipping the peach tea in between. "Hey, Chris," Oliver began, "Can I go ahead and announce the winner?"

"That strongly about it, huh?" Chris thought.

"Get ready for voting," Valerie quietly told her teammates.

"Frogs of Death," Oliver announced, "Get ready...for the spa hotel! You win with a perfect score!"

"Whoo-hoo!" Jasmine cheered. "We did it!"

"Who created this lovely meal?"

"It was me," Valerie quickly cut in as she stepped in front of Jasmine and Brick. "I am quite skilled when it comes to food."

"That bitch wasn't even in the kitchen," Keith angrily muttered.

"I'll sort this out," Sol quietly assured him. "Wait here." He slipped back into the kitchen. "Frogs have a perfect score while Rats and Bears have a steady lead over the Gophers," Chris announced. "Time for dessert!"

Oliver tasted Julia's custard-filled pastry first. "Eh, six," he told her.

"Six?!" Julia complained. "It's an easy ten!"

"It was kinda tough and a little sloppy."

"I told you," Courtney scolded. Destiny passed Oliver their...donut? "I thought you guys did glazed icing," Rodney said while rubbing his black eye.

"Glaze is too dull and overdone," Destiny replied. "Cotton candy icing has so much more pop to it. Add in some apple filling and a little rock candy and it's great!"

"You should've listened to your friend and stuck with glazed," Oliver told the Bears. "And leave out the rock candy. But the donut's soft and tasty. And a good call for the apple filling. Four points."

"With 21 points for the Rats and 14 for the Bears," Chris announced, "The Gophers need all ten points just to tie with the Bears. I have to say, this dessert looks like a winner." Oliver touched the cake with a fork, but it simply collapsed and went POOF. "Ooh, that's not good," Leshawna noted. Oliver ate a bite then started to choke. "Hang on there!" Owen declared while picking up Oliver. The intern soon spat the bite out. "Yes!" Owen exclaimed. "Got it!"

"Ew..." Carly gagged.

"What the heck is this?" Oliver wondered.

"It's Heather's recipe," Lindsay explained. She gasped in realization. "Oh, my gosh! She's still in the fridge!" She ran off, much to the confusion of Oliver, Chris and the other teams. "In the fridge?" Lucas asked as he removed his ice pack from his forehead.

"What?" Leshawna countered. "Girl was making everyone trip."

"Oh, I hear that," Oliver replied. Everyone quickly got a frightened look. "OH, THE HORROR!" Owen cried out. Heather, now with bright-blue skin and scribbled-on eyebrows, glared at her teammates. "You guys are s-s-so dead," she declared. "Is it over?"

"It is," Oliver said. Rats and Bears are safe with 21-14-4, and it's not just cause I almost died. The other dishes sucked, too.

"Great. That's just GREAT! Why do we keep losing, people?!" Heather walked over to the table. "And what is this?" she demanded as she eyed the tiki statue. "I didn't approve this!"

"Will you cool it for once?" Rose scolded as she picked up the statue. "It's just my lucky statue."

"It looks kinda cute," Carly thought. "Where did you get it?"

"I found it in my canoe from that challenge and I thought I'd bring it back as a souvenir from the island we visited."

"You did WHAT?" Heather scolded while Carly gasped in shock.

"You mean Boney Island?" Chris realized. "The deadliest island in Muskoka? The one I specifically said not to take anything from or you'll be cursed?"

"Yeah," Rose replied, "But come on. There's no such thing as curses. Right, guys?" However, most of the Gophers shared concerned looks. "I didn't know about any curse!" Rose defended. "I just found the statue in my canoe! I'll put it back." She rushed off. "Looks like the Gophers will be voting someone off tonight," Chris announced.

"Chris, what about the reward you promised?" Oliver asked.

"Fine. Rats and Bears, you didn't get first, but you'll still receive a special reward tonight: a five-star dinner under the stars." The Rats and Bears started to celebrate. "Decent food?" Heather scolded. "Argh!"

"Oh, Heather," Sol said as he walked out of the kitchen with a pitcher of a steaming red liquid and glasses. "You look so cold? How about you warm up with this? I call it the Mississippi Queen."

"The what?" Austin gulped as he, Duncan and Lacey took a step back.

"Cool!" Luna squealed as she poured herself a glass. "Gimmie!" She started to down the glass. "Mississippi Queen?" Valerie questioned with a suspicious look. "Why the hell is it called that?"

"Oh, you'll find out," Sol slyly replied.

"I am NOT drinking that," Heather told him.

"Fine. Then I guess you'll get medically evacuated from hypothermia."

"Wait! Give me a glass."

"Sure. Valerie?"

"Do I look like I was born yesterday?" Valerie scoffed. "You must have some deadly additive here and want to trick me into drinking that."

"It's customary for the head chef to drink a glass after finishing a day's work. Only the brave are capable of this legendary concoction."

"Brave?" Lucas thought. "That's my middle name! Hand it over!"

"There is nothing in this world that will make me touch that," Valerie seethed.

"But you said that you were the ringleader behind our success," Sol reminded her. "Don't tell me you were lying to your whole team." Valerie looked to see everyone eyeing her. She angrily grabbed the last glass and poured her a drink. She, Heather and Lucas quickly drank the beverage. "Huh," Heather thought as her skin returned to its normal pigment. "That wasn't completely horrible."

"Really?" Duncan thought as he uncovered his eyes, Austin uncovered his ears and Lacey uncovered her mouth. "Nothing?"

"It tastes like nothing, too," Valerie confidently declared.

"Hey, Solstice!" Lucas boasted. "Your Mississippi Queen is Mississippi lame!"

"Hello, pepper men, Luna giggled. "Yes, I love that! Me sleep now!" She quickly fell over. "What did she say?" Lucas gulped.

"Oh, please," Heather scoffed. "She's fine. His drink's harmless."

"It's not even that spicy," Valerie scolded with a smirk.

"Yeah," Sol countered with his own smug smile, "Guess you have beginner's luck luck luck luck." Heather, Valerie and Lucas widened their eyes in shock as they saw him and the other campers disappear into ash while some rock music played in the background.

...

A quick montage showed the trio still standing while being surrounded by flames and rock music kept playing. "Mississippi Queen

"If you know what I mean

"Mississippi Queen

"She taught me everything

"Went around Vicksburg

"Around Louisiana way

"Lived the Cajun lady

"Aboard the Mississippi Queen." The trio walked around to see peppers dancing around them as fireworks flashed in the sky. "You know she was a dancer

"She moved better on wine

"While the rest of them dudes was getting their kicks

"Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine

"Mississippi Queen

"If you know what I mean

"Mississippi Queen..."

...

"Lucas?" Helen called out. "Lucas! He's still out cold."

"That must've been one wicked drink, dude," Geoff noted as Lucas, Heather and Valerie laid on the floor, completely passed out. "You think you can make one of them for my next big party?"

"Not on your life," Duncan scolded.

"Should've warned them not to drink that," Austin sighed. "Last time I got a hold of that gunk, I found myself butt-naked in the yard. With chickens. Lots and lots of chickens."

"At least you didn't have your home demolished and some stranger's number on your bra," Lacey bitterly pointed out.

"Crikey, that sounds awful!" Jasmine cried out. "It's lucky it only knocked them off their feet. Hey, Duncan, what's your story?"

"You don't wanna know, Outback," Duncan replied.

"Yo, Sol," Keith said as the Cajun boy picked up the glasses, "You saying it's 'customary' and 'for the brave' was a bunch of crap, wasn't it?"

"Oh, they're brave," Sol slyly corrected. "Brave...and stupid." He laughed as he walked back into the kitchen, leaving the others in shock. "Oh..." Lucas moaned as he, Heather and Valerie came to. "What the fuck just happened?"

Back at the Gopher cabin, Leshawna, Helen, Owen, Gwen, Lucas, Sarah, Lacey, Max and Echo were on the front porch. "I don't know about y'all," Leshawna began, "But Heather has got to go."

"Yeah, but Rose cursed us with the wooden tiki doll thingie," Owen pointed out.

"Hmm, true. Dear curse, please hit Heather next. And if possible, hit her upside the head!"

"I still can't believe Rose's doll was actually cursed," Carly thought as she paced inside the cabin. "Trent, are curses real?"

"I'm honestly not sure," Trent replied. "And why Rose of all people? She's one of the least deserving to get cursed."

"I can agree to that," Dean said as he and Rose entered the cabin.

"Dude, what is that smell?"

"Oh, Dawn said that wearing a necklace of sage for twenty-four hours will get rid of any curse energy," Rose explained. "It stinks, I know, but I figured I didn't want to chance it with the team."

"You said you found the tiki doll in the canoe?" Carly asked. "Not on the island itself?"

"What are you thinking?" Dean wondered. "Someone planted it?"

"Rose was the only one not aware of Chris's warning," Trent reasoned.

"I bet Heather did it," Rose told the group. "I bet she also messed with our mango dip and is the saboteur. She seems spiteful enough."

"But Heather was just as shocked as the rest of us," Carly pointed out. "Wait. Remember when Helen was eating the pineapples and mango dip? Heather was inside the fridge. It means she can't be the saboteur!"

"Her alibi is stone-cold, so to speak," Dean teased. "I think I can try to lend a hand to help you out."

"How?"

"Well, Yulisa's mutiny wasn't all in vain. We interns gained three requests. Karol's was to keep all cameras off the animals. Oliver's was decent-quality food to eat and mine..." Dean pulled out a laptop. "24/7 access to the cameras," he finished.

"Awesome!" Rose exclaimed. "I have an idea. Can you pull up footage from the forest at early morning?" Dean clicked a few keys. The group saw the cave and Rose seated up in a tree. "You were in a tree?" Trent thought. "Okay, but where does that get us?"

"More than you think," Carly realized. "I can see you holding some notebook, Rose."

"I got it right here," Rose replied as she held up her notebook.

"An acorn," Dean chuckled.

"It looked cute and it was on sale." Rose fanned through the pages. "Empty?" she muttered. "I'm positive I wrote something at that moment. I know it!"

"I believe you," Carly assured her. "Hang on. There's a little slip of paper torn right here. Did you do that?"

"No. I'm neat when taking out a page. You think someone tore out my notes?"

"Keep playing the footage, Dean." The computer kept going, and Carly and Trent gasped when they saw a hooded figure put a cloth around Rose's mouth. "That must be the saboteur!" Carly declared as they saw the figure scoop up the notebook and tear out a page. "They did that to you?"

"It explains my foggy memory," Rose noted, "Which it no longer is. I remember what the people in the cave were talking about before I passed out."

"You know, Lindsay," Heather began as she fixed her eyebrows, "I could convince the team to vote you off tonight. You were a MAJOR traitor." Lindsay was about to speak but Heather covered her mouth with a hand. "But you did let me out of the fridge, so I'll give you one more chance IF you vote with me tonight." Lindsay nodded her head yes. "There," Heather said. "See? All better. Oh, and if you ever team up with Leshawna against me again, I'll cut off all your hair while you're sleeping." Lindsay clutched her head with worry.

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"Today's vote was really hard, but only because there were so many annoying people to choose from."

Confessional: Lindsay (Screaming Gophers)

"I can't believe we locked her in the fridge! That was so cool! She's not going to see this, is she?"

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"Leshawna is a royal pain in the butt, and Owen completely screwed up everything for us."

Confessional: Lindsay (Screaming Gophers)

"Her eyebrows look so bad. I'd kind of like to vote Heather off, but..."

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"I vote for Rose."

Confessional: Owen (Screaming Gophers)

He burped out "Rose."

Confessional: Carly (Screaming Gophers)

"I still can't believe Heather wasn't the saboteur all along. So it had to have been someone else, but who? There's an incredibly short timeframe. I think my vote will have to be for Owen. He did eat all the ribs..."

Confessional: Rose (Screaming Gophers)

"I'm not sure if it'll be me or Heather going tonight. I mean, everyone seemed to believe the curse, real or not. But I'm gonna make sure that Heather doesn't enjoy any victories today."

End Confessionals

Later that night, the Screaming Gophers were at the campfire ceremony. Max, Helen, Gwen, Trent, Lacey, Sarah, Bryan, Lindsay, Echo and Owen were in the back row while Lucas, Leshawna, Heather, Rose and Carly were in the front row. Heather glared at Rose, then glared at Leshawna, who shot a glare back. "I've got fifteen Gophers sitting with me tonight," Chris began as he carried a plate of marshmallows, "But only fourteen fluffy bits of safety in my hands. So, good luck."

"Heather," Chef began, "All you did was boss people around and get locked into a freezer. Owen, you ate all of the ribs, which could've helped your team get more points."

"They were just so yummy," Owen moaned.

"Helen, you told Owen of all people to guard the food. What were you even thinking? And Rose, you brought home a tiki statue which may have caused your team's losing streak."

"When I call your name," Chris told them as he set down the marshmallows, "Come up and get your marshmallow. Leshawna, Lacey, Max, Sarah, Owen, Carly, Gwen, Trent, Echo, Lucas, Helen, Lindsay." Soon, all but one marshmallow remained. "Heather, Rose," Chris announced, "Down to you. Whoever doesn't get this last marshmallow must immediately walk the Dock of Shame and leave on the Boat of Losers...forever!" Rose had a worried look while Heather simply glared ahead. "The final marshmallow goes to..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Heather."

"You heard him," Heather taunted to Rose. "Boat of Losers, that-a-way. That really was stupid of you to take the doll from the island."

"Don't get cocky," Rose warned her. "Know why? I know all about your little villains' alliance."

"What?!" Carly, Leshawna and Lacey gasped.

"You heard right, everyone. There is a villains' alliance stretched across all four teams, and guess what? Heather and two other members are sitting right at this place."

"There is absolutely no proof of this," Heather scoffed. "You're just trying to be spiteful because you lost."

"I shall not tolerate such disrespect to my EVIL legion!" Max declared. "Good riddance to you, Rose!"

"Congratulations," Lacey sarcastically thanked. "You not only proven Rose correct, but you've also outed yourself as the second Gopher member. So who's the third little rat here?"

"Dock of Shame time," Chris told Rose. "We don't have all night." Rose sighed before walking off. "See you, girl," Leshawna said.

"Bye, Rose," Carly told her. "We'll miss you. And thanks for warning us."

"That's it for tonight," Chris announced, "And you might wanna burn some sage to get rid of any lingering curse vibes."

"Cool," Leshawna replied. "Will Chef give us some sage?"

"Nope, so, good luck with that." Later that night, Millie was sitting on the porch of the Bear cabin when she saw Sam walk over. "So did the computer games help your friend?" he asked.

"She really liked it," Millie replied. "She got so hooked that Sky and I had to pull her away from it when we had to leave the hotel. I think she said she unlocked hakuto ice cream..."

"Ah, Scooperia. It can be fun doing the cookie sundaes and unlock everything."

"Yeah. And you know, I think I found a little extra motivation to get first in the challenges: so Priya can continue to play those games. She looked really happy then."

"You two sound close. Hey, um, is it okay if I ask something? Could you maybe get Priya to train me as well as you?"

"Okay, unexpected. Why?"

"Ever since Dakota got booted, I wanted to get as far as I can in the game. Or at least get the person responsible for Dakota's elimination out of the game. I thought with your and Priya's help, that goal could be in reach. So, could you? Please?"

"I can try, but I can't promise anything." However, Millie was shocked to see Sam hugging her. Later, Dean was searching his computer when he noticed Sky walking outside. "Ella and Ethan doing any better?" he asked.

"No," Sky moaned. "They still won't talk. I'm not sure what to do."

"I bet it's all Al's fault!" Destiny declared as she stormed outside, with Greg following her. "Him and his wevil ways, clawing to the-"

"That is enough. We have enough problems without you spreading all these rumors!"

"They are NOT rumors!" While the two girls argued, Greg took a glance at Dean's computer before grabbing it. "Hey!" Dean complained. "I was using that!"

"I'll return it after I settle this whole rumor business," Greg informed him while typing. He then saw something on the screen that made him freeze in shock. He quickly closed the screen and shut the computer down before returning it to Dean. "Desi, follow me," Greg instructed as he pulled Destiny away. "We'll fix things."

The next morning, Alejandro was stirring awake when he suddenly heard some girls giggling. He stood up and was surprised to find himself on the dock as most of the girls were swimming in the lake. "Good morning, Alejandro," Leshawna, Priya and Courtney greeted. Alejandro looked down and screamed with fright as he realized he had no clothing on him. He quickly covered himself with his pillow. "Looking good, Al!" Destiny taunted as she and Greg paddled a canoe.

"You did this?" Alejandro questioned. "Do you really hate me that much to do something this degrading?"

"Oh, Desi is the least of your problems right now," Greg advised. "You should be careful who you get eliminated, because you never know how pissed off their friends will be. Good luck." He chuckled as he and Destiny paddled away. Alejandro was baffled until he heard a cough. He turned his head to see an angry Karol standing behind him. "You'll pay for what you did to Rose," she growled out as Alejandro started to slowly back. "Planting that statue..." His pace quickened to a run while Karol chased after him, all while Destiny and Greg were laughing at him.

Votes:

Voted for Rose: Echo, Heather, Max, Lindsay, Owen, Helen, Lucas, Sarah, Bryan

Voted for Heather: Rose, Leshawna, Lacey, Trent, Gwen

Voted for Owen: Carly

Eliminated: Rose (9-5-1)

100) Caleb (Toxic Rats)

99) Staci (Toxic Rats)

98) B (Toxic Rats)

97) Axel (Frogs of Death)

96) Elias (Screaming Gophers)

95) Eva (Confused Bears)

94) Olivia (Screaming Gophers)

93/92) Katie/Sadie (Confused Bears)

91) Noah (Confused Bears)

90) Justin (Confused Bears)

89) Nichelle (Toxic Rats)

88) Lauren (Confused Bears)

87) Dean (Confused Bears)

86) Alan (Screaming Gophers)

85) Leonard (Toxic Rats)

84) 'Dumb' Damien (Screaming Gophers)

83/82) Corey (Screaming Gophers)/Laney (Frogs of Death)

81) Jane (Frogs of Death)

80) 'Smart' Damien (Frogs of Death)

79) MK (Toxic Rats)

78/77) Wayne/Raj (Toxic Rats)

76) Dakota (Toxic Rats)

75) Lara (Confused Bears)

74) Beardo (Confused Bears)

73) Amy (Frogs of Death)

72) Ripper (Frogs of Death)

71) Chase (Screaming Gophers)

70) Emma (Toxic Rats)

69) Izzy (Screaming Gophers)

68) Cody (Screaming Gophers)

67) Beth (Screaming Gophers)

66) Rose (Screaming Gophers)

Episode 32, everyone! So, quite a bit of juicy stuff here. First off, the elimination. The sweet squirrel scout has been cut, but she did have quite an impact with not only Carly but also with exposing the Villain Alliance to the Screaming Gophers.

Speaking of which, the plan for the Villain Alliance was pretty good, was it not? But how will things go now that they've been exposed a bit?

The interactions were pretty good, such as DJ and Sarah, Millie and Sam, Heather and Leshawna, Ethan and Ella and many others.

The song Ella sang was "Heart of Glass" by Blondie and the other song was "Mississippi Queen" by Mountain. By the way, did you catch that reference with the Mississippi Queen?

Next episode will have the campers dive into the murky depths to collect some treasure. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.